Before you can blink
And sharper than you think
Rips open the skin
But the slice is so thin
Had to slip off and then re-tighten some barbed wire in a corner of the pasture fencing. Just about sliced over an old scar on my left pinkie finger, but just barely missed it. The scar’s from a small line of stitches I received when I was nine. So it stings a little, but not too badly. It wouldn’t sting so much if I would stop pressing on it.
Memory is a lot like that. You go back on think on things, especially if they hurt. You hope that pressing on it, remembering it, will help lessen how much it stings. Forgetting that pressing on it too much makes it hard to gain distance and perspective. Give it time to seal up enough to withstand recollection. Although, sometimes, you’re able to stop a repetition of something with the scar for a reminder.
Breathing In 